When The Sun Sets On Me Poem by krishnakumar chandrasekar nair

When the sun sets on meDo not cry or say good byeAs I disappear with the evening shadesTo some promised land to bideHaving lived reasonably wellAnd someday under a different sunAnd a different moon...........We will meet againTo sing and laugh Relive the pastRestart old coversationsWithout having to ever die againAnd till then... till then....take careLive well, die well....adieu......